After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

Chapter 1376

No sooner had Long Qingyun made his compromise than the figure in the gray mist moved.

Without any earth-shattering momentum, Qin He's figure merely swayed slightly before he appeared in front of Long Qingyao.

The two Li family cultivators who were holding the girl down hadn't even faded their lewd smiles when they suddenly felt a chill run down their necks.

"Pfft!"

Two soft sounds rang out almost simultaneously, and two heads, filled with unwilling astonishment, rolled onto the bluestone slab, blood spurting out and staining Long Qingyao's tattered skirt red.

"Flowers may bloom again, but youth never returns. You mustn't destroy them with cruel hands...you mustn't." Qin He stood with his hands behind his back, not even glancing at Long Qingyao. His gaze turned to the Li family members who had gathered around after hearing the commotion. His voice wasn't loud, but it was extremely penetrating and captivating.

Long Qingyao stared blankly at the back of the black-robed youth in front of her, feeling as if she were in a dream, as if she were possessed by a demon before her death. She knelt down with a thud.

He only woke up when he felt pain in his knees.

Not far away, Long Mingyuan's pupils also shrank. He hadn't even seen the black-robed man's movements clearly. He only felt a black shadow flash by, and the Li family cultivator was already decapitated.

"Who?!"

Li Wanshan, holding a blood-stained longsword, glared at Qin He, his spiritual energy surging around him. "You dare to interfere in the affairs of my Li family? You're tired of living!"

Qin He raised his hand to adjust the brim of his straw hat, which covered most of his face, revealing only his hard jawline: "I've suddenly heard of the Long family's secret treasure, and I'd like to get a share of it."

His aura was open and honest, and the spiritual energy fluctuations of the late stage of the Divine Bridge Realm were undisguised, flowing naturally like a mountain stream.

"Late stage of the Divine Bridge Realm?"

Someone from the Li family sneered. The tall, thin cultivator stepped forward, his face full of disdain: "A brat who hasn't even grown his first hair dares to snatch food from a tiger's mouth? Does he even know what realm Chief Li is at?"

Li Wanshan is a powerful expert in the Other Shore Realm. Although he has only recently broken through, he is still considered one of the strongest in Yunlai City.

"Be smart, kneel down and kowtow three times, and move aside, and maybe we'll spare your dog's life." Another cultivator chimed in, pointing his long sword at Qin He, his tone extremely arrogant.

Li Wanshan couldn't help but sneer, "Kid, I think you've gone astray. But seeing that you're quite skilled, if you're willing to submit to me, you'll be rewarded handsomely once I take the Long family's secret treasure. If you insist on courting death, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Qin He didn't speak, but simply tilted his head slightly.

That attitude of completely disregarding them thoroughly enraged the Li family.

"You ignorant fool!" The tall, thin cultivator roared, unleashing a sharp sword aura from his longsword, aiming straight for Qin He's heart.

The sound of sword energy cutting through the air was ear-piercing, carrying the pressure of a late-stage Divine Bridge Realm cultivator. Even ordinary late-stage Divine Bridge Realm cultivators would have to be cautious when encountering it.

Qin He remained standing in place until the sword energy was within three feet of him, at which point he slowly raised his right hand.

A wisp of condensed demonic energy lingered in his palm, seemingly weak, yet exuding a calm and all-consuming aura.

With a casual grab, he pinched the sharp sword energy into his palm, as if he had crushed a wad of cotton.

"What?!" The tall, thin cultivator's pupils shrank, his face filled with disbelief.

Qin He exerted a little force with his fingers, and the sword energy instantly dissipated, turning into specks of spiritual light that vanished into the air.

Immediately afterwards, he flashed and appeared in front of the tall, thin cultivator, throwing a punch.

There were no fancy moves, only pure power and the collision of demonic energy, the wind from the punches howling, with a sharp sound that tore through the air.

"Oh!"

The tall, thin cultivator didn't even have time to react before he was struck in the chest. He flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing into the courtyard wall behind him with a dull thud. The wall shattered, and he coughed up blood, his breath fading instantly.

One move, instant kill!

The arrogance on the faces of the Li family members froze instantly, replaced by deep shock.

The difference between people at the same level is so great.

Li Wanshan's expression changed. He finally realized that the man in black robes in front of him hadn't wandered into the wrong place.

"Who exactly are you?!" he shouted sharply, his spiritual energy surging wildly around him, not daring to be careless in the slightest.

Qin He didn't answer, but his gaze fell on him.

The gaze wasn't exactly cold, but it was deep and unfathomable, like an abyss, as if it could see right through his internal organs, making Li Wanshan feel uncomfortable all over.

"Death!"

The next moment, Li Wanshan gathered all his spiritual power and slashed a sword aura tens of feet long towards Qin He's back. Instantly, the wind and clouds changed color, and thunder roared.

Even a casual sword strike from a powerful being on the other side is no ordinary feat.

With this sword strike, the spiritual power of the other shore was unleashed without reservation. The sword energy carried a world-destroying power, tearing apart the air and creating a deep ravine in the ground wherever it passed.

Qin He turned around, facing the sharp sword energy, but remained expressionless.

He raised his hand, and demonic energy condensed into a pitch-black short blade in his palm, which he casually swung.

"clang!"

A piercing metallic clang rang out, and Li Wanshan's sword energy was easily severed by the short blade.